From Jing Qingqing's opportunity to take action, to Cheng Shaojing's comeback against the odds, to Jing Qingqing jumping off the ring, the whole process didn't even take three breaths. Many people didn't even realize what happened, and the whole competition was over.
, the process was incredibly short. Judging from the doubtful looks on the faces of the many warriors in the stands, few could clearly see what was happening.
But no matter what, Jing Wuqing's defeat is a foregone conclusion. Even if the Jing family wants to go to the rostrum to argue, they can't come up with any arguments. In other words, what if they take it out? The conference does not restrict the use of elixirs, and there are some things, such as Yi
The Pulse Pill came from Feng Jueyu's hand. If he told it, no one would believe it.
It's just that Jing Qingqing's failure originally had nothing to do with Feng Jueyu, but because of the Yimai Pill, Feng Jueyu remembered that Wang Jiutong was almost beaten to death, and couldn't help but burst into anger.
Cheng Shaojing's purpose was very clear. He wanted to use Yimai Pill to win as soon as possible, and then no matter who he met in the final showdown the next day, he would have enough physical strength to deal with all the variables. He had made up his mind to decide Nakano Castle.
Cheng Mingqing smiled slyly, with an unmistakable coldness in his expression. Just now he pretended to be worried, and his performance was so lifelike. It must be said that there is definitely an element of sinisterness in the temperament of this father and son.
"Despicable." Jing Qingqing stood up slowly. The poison-avoiding pill had detoxified the poisonous claws, and there were no serious injuries except for a few claw marks. This made Jing Chen feel relieved.
Next, Jing Wuqing left the scene angrily without saying anything, but Jing Chen asked: "Master Feng, the Yimai Pill you just mentioned..."
Feng Jueyu felt that there was nothing to hide, and he had a good impression of the old man Jing Chen, so he immediately explained: "To be honest, senior, the old man and I studied an alchemy book a few days ago and refined two elixirs in it.
One is the Yi Mai Dan, which can change the pulse Yi acupoint within ten breaths. Not long ago, Mr. Wang’s elixir was lost. It was most likely picked up by Cheng Shaojing. Other than that, I can’t think of any reason to explain what happened.
What happened to Cheng Shaojing."
"Yi Mai Dan?" Jing Chen was not too disappointed about the Jing family's defeat. Instead, he focused on listening to Feng Jueyu's explanation of Yi Mai Dan.
First there was the Poison Avoidance Pill, and then there was the Yi Mai Pill. How many kinds of pill recipes did this guy have? Jing Chen was surprised, staring at Feng Jueyu as if he was looking at a monster.
"What's wrong?" Feng Jueyu noticed that Jing Chen had stopped talking. He turned around and saw that the old man was staring at him with strange eyes. He smiled bitterly: "Senior, do you want to ask me what else I can practice?"
Jing Chen nodded unnaturally.
"Actually, there are not many, but if senior needs it, I can provide it, but in terms of remuneration..." If you have a good impression, you have a good impression. Feng Jueyu is not a charity organization. If you want pills, you can get money. This is Feng Jueyu.
What Jueyu does is very clear between public and private matters.
"Of course." Jing Chen replied without even thinking about it: "Tell me, what's the price?" After saying that, Jing Chen wanted to slap himself in the mouth. Who is this in front of him? The majestic White Flame Danshi, he wants money.
If so, do I still need to sell elixirs?
Just as Jing Chen was about to speak, he heard Feng Rulan announce loudly in front of the rostrum: "The second round of the semi-finals will be between Zhu Jia Feng Jue Yu and Zhong Jia Zhong Yu He."
Jing Chen pushed Feng Jueyu: "After we finish comparing the elixirs, it's your turn to take the stage. Be careful, Zhong Yuhe is extraordinary. This kid..." As he spoke, Jing Chen stopped talking, with a frown on his face.
Showing rare dignity.
Feng Jueyu had no choice but to be cautious about Zhong Yuhe, whom even Jing Chen highly praised. He nodded and left the Zhu family's presence, walking slowly towards the ring.
Before going on stage, he happened to catch up with Cheng Shaojing walking down the road. The two bumped into each other face to face. As they passed each other, they stood down at the same time.
Cheng Shaojing smiled coldly, as if he was mocking: "You are lucky."
Feng Jueyu narrowed his eyes: "How do you say that?"
Cheng Shaojing laughed: "Oh, I originally wanted to meet you in the ring and torture you, but I didn't expect you to be so lucky. You haven't met me until now. I have no choice. You can't beat Zhong Yu."
Of the river.”
"How do you know?" Facing the naked contempt and provocation, Feng Jueyu laughed jokingly.
"Fight better, then I will have the opportunity to step on you." Cheng Shaojing was not surprised by Feng Jueyu's confidence, or maybe he had great confidence in his own strength.
Feng Jueyu smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I will give you this opportunity. Let's see who steps on who? You have to pay back the debt on Mr. Wang's debt with interest."
Cheng Shaojing's smile froze, and then he laughed out loud: "So you know? Haha, that's better, I'll wait for you."
After saying that, the two of them were separated at the first touch, and Feng Jueyu fell on the ring.
The cold wind blew, and the branches on the trees around the martial arts arena swayed with the wind. The tranquility before the competition was restored again inside and outside the arena.
This general election event has made people excited from beginning to end. There has never been a disappointment. Even Ming Chengfeng and Chen Lin, who are secretly in love, are a feast for the eyes. After half of the semi-finals,
, Feng Jueyu and Zhong Yuhe finally met together.
One is Zhongtian City's well-deserved genius for a hundred years, and the other is Zhongtian City's rising star within two months. This battle between dragons and tigers is full of expectations.
This is the first time Feng Jueyu and Zhong Yuhe have met. It can be said that there is no grudge or entanglement between the two. There is no "you hate me" or "I hate you", and there is no sense of sympathy. But for some reason, Feng
Jueyu has always disliked Zhong Yuhe because he is very similar to himself. He likes to hide everything in his heart and keep everything in reserve. The same kind of people will guess even if they don't know each other very well.
The other party's difficulty.
When they arrived on the stage, the two of them clasped their fists and bowed their hands to show respect for each other. Then Zhong Yuhe suddenly said: "Brother Feng's ability impressed Zhong. Looking back on the day we met at Wanbaoxing, I am ignorant.
Taishan, please don’t blame Brother Feng.”
Zhong Yuhe was too polite, and there was nothing wrong with it, but Feng Jueyu felt a little delicate and artificial.
"No, I didn't expect that Brother Zhong is a rare talent in Zhongtian City in a hundred years. In fact, it is not Feng's wish to face Brother Zhong. I hope Brother Zhong will show mercy later."
Zhong Yuhe did not continue to be polite. He glanced around the audience and said with a smile: "We won't talk nonsense anymore. Everyone is impatient to wait. Brother Feng, then I'll invite you."
"please!"
"Did Brother Feng make the first move, or did he do it later?"
"This... Let's start with Brother Zhong..."
The two of them were talking to each other, and it didn't look like they were in a martial arts showdown. Instead, they looked like two long-time friends sparring with each other. They even gave way before the game started, which made all the warriors on the martial arts field anxious.
Great loss of interest.
You must know that a martial arts duel still requires a bit of mutual ridicule and mutual derogation to make people interested in watching it. Like the two of them, it seems to be saying, "I will save one hand, you save one, and no one will hurt anyone."
, all the excited spectators seemed to have been poured cold water on them and lost their interest.
No one knew what the two of them were thinking, but fortunately, after some polite greetings, Zhong Yuhe finally got into his stance. Compared with all previous events, Zhong Yuhe's opening seemed a bit too mediocre.
The breath is running, and a faint green light rises from the soles of the feet, wrapping the whole body like a rattan. This is the cultivation level of the second level of Shenwu. It is not low, but it has just experienced a wonderful duel at the third level.
, of course no one has too strong feelings.
Feng Jueyu did the same. He pulled out the stainless steel sword with a flick of his wrist, stood forward majestically, and activated nearly 60% of his true energy, reaching the second level.
Zhong Yuhe smiled lightly: "Brother Feng, what I want to do next is the family's unique skill, Tianqing Sword Technique, and Bai Yan's second-grade martial arts."
Do you even want to retaliate for your own moves? Isn't this Zhong Yuhe too polite? Feng Jueyu was stunned and said helplessly: "Six swords for punishment, no rank and no rank."
"Oh? Then Zhong will wait and see. Haha."
As he spoke, the slowly reverberating true energy suddenly surged. Although Zhong Yuhe's words were extremely polite, his movements were majestic. He danced the stainless steel sword like a shooting star with his feet.
The gorgeous sword flowers shot in front of Feng Jueyu in the blink of an eye. The speed was completely inversely proportional to the speed of his speech and the kindness he expressed.
"So fast!" Feng Jueyu's eyes suddenly lit up. He didn't blink at all just now, but he still couldn't see how Zhong Yuhe came here, and he couldn't help being a little surprised.
Only now did he understand that everything Zhong Yuhe said was just a deep impression of the discussion in his mind, making him think that the other party would not have a trump card when he came up. But when he lost his caution, the other party suddenly showed up.
It's a move, and it's a big move. This is a completely unexpected victory.
Of course, Zhong Yuhe's surprise victory was not fair and square. Feng Jueyu generally understood that this was a person who did not compromise on means to achieve his goals. Insidiousness was simply child's play for him. He had already sublimated to the point where he was smiling but not smiling.
, killing people in an invisible realm.
Looking at the sword flowers blooming all over the sky, they connected directly to form a pillar of flowers. There were dozens of sharp sword lights hidden in the sword flowers. Feng Jueyu suddenly felt that many of the big holes in front of him were covered by the sword's edge.
Locked in, the fighting spirit can't help but increase.
How could a once-in-a-lifetime opponent be worth his efforts if he didn't take him seriously? Vaguely, he saw Zhong Yuhe's cold smile flash across his face, and Feng Jueyu even tilted the corner of his mouth, revealing
A wicked smile.
"Good swordsmanship!" Feng Jueyu shouted lowly, without retreating at all. He stood up with the sword and looked for the loopholes in the opponent's swordsmanship, and stabbed out with a light sword.
"when……"
A crisp sword cry burst out from the two fine steel swords. Everyone who didn't care about the unexpected move of the two men was staring at the sight, but the earth-shattering scene that was immediately set off on the arena, even though they seemed powerless, should be
When the two tentative sword techniques touched each other, the entire ground of the martial arts arena shook, and the huge sword net rose angrily to the sky, forming an unprecedented and terrifying sword formation that covered the sky...